Doomed

"Tomorrow at [-]:[-] p.m., you are turning from Third Avenue into Fifth Avenue. There is a delivery truck that will hit one side of the guardrail, three meters away from you. Your shoulder was broken by an unstrapped piano, and you were not on the spot. Death." Shen Hang expressionlessly wrote the words that came out of his mouth on a piece of paper, and handed them to the man opposite through an iron fence, "But I'm not sure, will you die in the hospital."

The man looked at the note in his hand suspiciously with a complicated expression, and then glanced at Shen Lang again.

"If I... don't go at that point—"

"That's the second-order prediction, Mr. Zhang. It will happen anyway. You'd better protect your shoulders for this month." Shen Yang's eyes that had been wide open suddenly closed, and he forcefully Shaking his head abruptly, when he opened his eyes again, he put on a pair of glasses to cover up the bloodshot eyes.

The man seemed to want to say something more, but Shen Yang had already stood up: "I have to go, Mr. Zhang. I will send you a text message for the price this time, and remit the money to my account within fifteen working days."

When Shen Lang left the room through the back door, he narrowed his eyes because of the harsh sunlight outside.His head was still a little dizzy, but he quickened his pace and got into the small car beside him.The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and a young man asked him, "How are you?"

"I haven't done this for a long time. I'm not used to it." Shen Yang gently pressed his eyeballs and took off his glasses.

"... If you are short of money, you can really borrow it from me." Pang Hui handed him a bottle of mineral water, Shen Hang took it, and Ning opened the lid to take a few sips.

"It's all right. I'm not used to being owed money."

Pang Hui started the car, looked at him a few more times, and said, "Actually, I don't understand why someone would spend money to buy their own bad luck. If what you see is good luck, I think you can probably get rich."

"I also hope that what I see is good luck." Shen Yang's face was a little pale, and he took another sip of water, "There are always some people. It doesn't matter who happens to good things. Once bad things happen, It can be a tragedy for one person."

Pang Hui said while driving: "They don't think you are the crow's mouth... the kind that is very effective?"

"That's why I quit for so many years." Shen Yang didn't want to talk about this issue.He fastened his seat belt and put the water bottle on his lap.Pang Hui glanced at him and said, "Do you want to take a rest?"

"I want to. But not now. I have to go back and tidy up the house."

"I'll clean it up for you... When will you settle down?" Pang Hui said, "I move once a year. I'm tired even if you're not tired."

Shen Yang was silent for a while, and after a while he said: "Whenever you leave my side, I will probably find a place to settle down."

Pang Hui was also silent. He sighed and said in a low voice, "I also want to be your friend more than a watcher."

Neither Shen Yang nor Pang Hui spoke.Before the black car drove to the suburbs, Shen Lang received a call asking him to translate a document.The information has been sent to his mailbox.

"The customer is in a hurry, can it be done tomorrow night?"

"No problem." Shen Yang rubbed his eyes and answered.

Pang Hui whispered: "You can't do it. You still have to clean up the house."

Shen Hang hung up the phone and said, "I'm short of money. Things can be cleaned up the day after tomorrow."

Pang Hui had no choice but to surrender.

After Shen Yang returned to his new home, he took out his computer before he had time to organize everything.The Internet was not connected yet, so he had to leave the house and go to a coffee shop near the city to use the Internet.Pang Hui came back after sending him off, and sighed with a headache when he saw the mess all over the room.

Shen Yang still bought a second-hand house this time.One hundred square meters, this space is more than enough for a single man, but not enough for Shen Yang and Pang Hui.Shen Yang's current job is translation, which requires a lot of materials, and he also has several thick diaries and notebooks.Pang Hui lived with him.

Pang Hui knew that Shen Yang kept a diary every day, and his notebook was used to record the "clients" he had met.

Shen Yang is very special.He can see great things about to happen to a person, but only bad, not good.He used to get into a lot of trouble because of this.When Pang Hui found him, he was squatting in prison and almost treated as a murderer.During the seven years that he followed him, Pang Hui looked through many of his old cases, and knew from Shen Yang that his "omen" had never made a mistake.

In the first three years before Shen Yang was released from prison, he recorded all the "clients" he had encountered in the past.He has eleven notebooks, and every time Pang Hui helps him move, he has a chance to take a look at those notebooks.They come in a big box with a lock.

Pang Hui stood in the middle of the room, holding Shen Hang's keychain in his hand, on which was the key to unlock the box.

In the past year, Shen Yang hardly took on any clients.But Pang Hui knew how Shen Yang would remember those people.

Photo, name, occupation, date of birth.Ask about what you did and said before it happened.Shen Yang was able to write down their conversation verbatim, as if he was not a "person" during that period of time.

Pang Hui opened the box and took out a notebook.

"March 1982, 5. Wang Kejing, reporter, born on May 12, [-].

'...Well, nothing special, it's just that I've been in a bad mood for the past two days. My mother was hospitalized, and I haven't slept well for three days. I just want to come and see...Actually, I'm quite scared...'

'a week ago?I have forgotten, oh, yes, on Wednesday I reported a suicide case by jumping off a building, and the leader gave me a bonus...'

'A colleague sent me here.My boyfriend is away on a business trip...he cares about me...'

……

At fifteen o'clock on March 20, [-], I walked into the bookstore on the way to the hospital, and walked into the elevator instead of the overpass leading to the hospital.I got out of the elevator and went up to the roof, squeezed through the cracks in the railings, and broke the bridge of my nose.Then I fell from the roof and died instantly. "

No matter how many times Pang Hui watched it, he would always be terrified by that No.1 name. In all Shen Lang's records, his prediction was No.1 name, as if he was the one who suffered the bad luck.Immediately after that, there was a segment of the day's news report.

It was pasted by clippings, and a very large photo was spread over the page.Dead woman and big beach of blood, and an ambulance.

"Yesterday at exactly three o'clock in the afternoon, there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the north of Xinhua Bookstore, and a 25-year-old young woman fell to her death..."

If Shen Yang's prediction was only based on a speculative analysis of the actual situation, he shouldn't be able to point out the time so clearly.Wang Kejing did have the tendency to commit suicide by jumping off a building, but for Shen Yang, at most he could only know that her spirit was not stable.

Shen Yang was accused of using hypnosis to control the victim to commit suicide for a certain period of time.But as far as Pang Hui knows, there are still some people who are about to die. The time of death is not consistent with what he predicted.Many of the non-mortal fates he predicted were saved from serious harm because of his predictions.But none of them stood up when Shen Yang was tried.

Without Pang Hui, Shen Yang would have spent his entire life in prison.

Shen Yang hadn't returned to the house at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.Pang Hui drove him back from the cafe and forced him to sleep, but when he got up in the middle of the night, he still saw the flashlight in his room.The house hadn't been powered on yet, so Pang Hui reckoned it was a difficult document to deal with.

When Pang Hui got up the next day, Shen Yang was still watching, his eyes were red.Pang Hui said, "How much more?"

Shen Yang glanced at him, hesitated to speak.

"If you're tired, just tell me, you don't want money, it's always okay to help you a little bit."

"You don't know Latin."

"I can find someone who understands."

Shen Yang didn't object anymore.Pang Hui knew that he agreed, so he picked up the phone and dialed a number. While talking, he kept watching Shen Lang carefully.Shen Hang sat at the table and continued to read the documents, rubbing his stiff left shoulder from time to time.Pang Hui put his hand on it, and Shen Rang seemed to be taken aback.Pang Hui hung up the phone and said, "Don't always sit in one position, be careful of frozen shoulders."

Shen Yang moved his shoulder and rubbed it again.

Pang Hui looked at him for a while, and gently pressed a few times for him.

"You're pretty good at it."

"When I was in the army, a teammate had a bruise, and they all asked me to press it."

Shen Yang paused and did not speak again.

Pang Hui is a member of the army, he already knew that.He knew it from the day he was watched.According to Pang Hui, they will find a few people like Shen Yang every year. If they are harmful to the society, they will be brought to justice immediately, and if they are not harmful to the society, they will be monitored.Shen Yang belongs to the latter.Originally, he should be the former, but Pang Hui saved his life, and this soldier also changed from a secret surveillance to an open surveillance.

During these seven years, they have changed from enemies who were wary of each other to friends.

Pang Hui's friend who can translate is nearby and will arrive in half an hour. When the doorbell rang, Pang Hui was making lunch, and Shen Yang got up to open the door.

The one outside the door was a tall man about 1.8 meters tall, very thin but strong, a little thinner than Pang Hui.His eyes were as sharp as the first time Shen Yang saw Pang Hui.

Pang Hui poked his head out from the kitchen and said, "Fei, you are here."

The sharpness in the man's eyes faded immediately.He smiled a little surprised at Pang Hui and said, "Brother Hui, you already know how to cook!"

Pang Hui said: "Hey, what's wrong with you, Brother Hui? Come in quickly. Hey, change your shoes! Brother, I just cleaned the floor yesterday."

Shen Yang gave him a pair of slippers, and Yang Pingfei walked in and gave him a second look.Shen Rang said: "My name is Shen Rang."

"Yang Pingfei."

The two nodded to recognize each other.Yang Pingfei immediately walked into the kitchen. "I heard you said that you want to translate a Latin text?"

"Yeah, back then you had the highest diploma, and thought it was useless. I never thought that you can do this now with your little literary skills."

Yang Pingfei glanced outside and saw that Shen Yang had already entered the room, so he lowered his voice and said, "This is your tasker?"

Pang Hui paused and said, "Yes."

"You also help him translate and cook?"

"We are friends." Pang Hui said, "This person is a bit special, not the kind of freak who harms others. I have been with him for seven years, and I have only seen people persecute him, but I have never seen him harm anyone."

Yang Pingfei was silent for a while, and said, "Then you still want to follow him?"

"The higher-ups won't let me retreat. I'm also putting pressure on him here. This man has to move once a year. If he doesn't move, he won't be stable."

"……mental illness?"

"A little bit. Recently, I feel that his little ability may also be a kind of mental illness."

"How to say?"

Pang Hui glanced outside the door, closed the kitchen door a little, and said, "He studied forensic medicine in college in the early years, and he did a lot of cases with the police during his internship, and he scored very high in the evaluation of criminal psychology. .Let’s just say he’s talking to a few people and he knows exactly which ones are the real suspects.”

"Many great psychoanalysts..."

"Yes," Pang Hui interrupted him, "but he can guess the next victim." Yang Pingfei was a little speechless.

"His speculative ability is very strong, and he can quickly think from the perspective of the other party. He is very sensitive to people's negative emotions... I think this sensitivity makes him like this."

"I heard that he is a difficult figure, but I don't know how far he can go." Yang Pingfei said.

Pang Hui glanced at the door again: "This is not the best thing about him. His predictions can be accurate to the minute. When he was with the police force, he never made a mistake. Later, he became a 'Mr. Physiographer' and told clients his After the prediction, he is not so accurate."

"You mean that his 'client' didn't follow his 'forecast' after knowing about it?" Yang Pingfei frowned.

"I think it's because they changed their consciousness after learning of their doom. But... almost no one has successfully avoided it."

Yang Pingfei smacked his lips: "If you don't tell me that he is just a forecaster, I probably think he is a murderer."

Pang Hui was about to say something when he heard Shen Yang's voice from the door: "If you have discussed whether I am a murderer or not, come and translate for me quickly. I will hand it over to the client at ten o'clock tonight. .”

Both Yang Pingfei and Pang Hui froze in place.

Yang Pingfei and Shen Yang translated the document together.The translation was in the dark, and when ten o'clock came, Shen Yang corrected the last typo and sent the email.Yang Pingfei and Shen Lang collapsed together on the dusty sofa.

Pang Hui held up a spatula and said, "Lunch has become supper."

Yang Pingfei sat across from Shen Hang, watching him eat.Shen Hang ate very slowly, almost as slowly as picking rice grains.Yang Pingfei tilted his table and said, "Can you really see people's bad luck?"

Shen Yang seemed to be awakened, glanced at Yang Pingfei and said, "You want to know? 15 guaranteed reserve price."

Yang Pingfei's eyes widened: "This is robbery."

"This is a guaranteed reserve price." Shen Yan gave him a cold look, "If you die, you have to pay me more than 50."

"Why do I have to pay you when I die?"

"Because you showed me."

"What does more than 50 mean?"

"The method of death is different, and the price is different." Shen Yang said coldly.He stretched his shoulders a bit, and Pang Hui, who was sitting on his left, squeezed them twice for him.Seeing their natural movements, Yang Pingfei felt a little strange, and couldn't open his mouth, so he continued to ask: "Why are the prices different for different ways of death?"

Shen gave him a blank look and didn't speak again.So Pang Hui had no choice but to replace him and said: "When Ah Long is seen by others, his body will also suffer side effects."

Yang Pingfei subconsciously glanced at Shen Yang's left shoulder.

"It will be fine in two or three days." Shen Yang said and continued to gnaw the rice grains. Yang Pingfei took a sip of the soup and couldn't help but said, "You can earn so much at a time, why are you still working as a poor translator?"

"Not everyone can pay in time." Shen Yang said something that made Yang Pingfei feel cold.

"Ah Rang now has to spend a lot of money to see his body. The previous debts have to be paid off now," Pang Hui said. "He has seen no more than five fingers every year in the past few years. He has to buy a house every year. .”

Yang Pingfei was speechless, and only answered his previous doubts in his heart.Shen Yang has been under the care of Pang Hui for the past few years, and even the housework has been taken care of by Pang Hui, and he has no worries about being retaliated. Logically speaking, he should be living a good life, but Shen Yang looks very thin, as if he is seriously ill skinny.His hair was half long and not short, and he looked a bit scruffy and sick.

"I want a normal job." Shen Yang said.

"Your work is too exhausting now." Pang Hui reminded him.

"I can only do online work." Shen gave him a blank look.He has to move constantly, and there is no stable job that allows employees to move to other places at will.This job gives him more freedom.

Yang Pingfei got up and said, "I'm done eating, have you finished tidying up your room?"

Pang Hui said: "When you were translating, I cleaned up two rooms, and I will squeeze them first tonight."

"Brother, I haven't slept with you for a long time." Yang Pingfei looked a little happy, and Pang Hui was taken aback.Pang Hui glanced at Shen Yang, and then said: "Brother Xiaoxiao will kick you off the bed at night."